Not all creatures can be crushed-
some lords have lizard skins
beyond the light to slip from.
Behold, stilled soil
but the other side has been broken.
All words and photos by Damien B Donnelly. Photo taken at Pere Lachaise, Paris
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This poem falls into a silent space.
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